In a game like poker honesty is its own form of bluff, especially when nearly constant.

A thought for you:

Let's say,

I was placed somewhere

Somewhere out at sea

Anywhere

In a giant boat

That had all my desires on it

Also not a clue where I am?

As I get to ten there is time to begin again,

There are those

that see

And leave

And care

And watch elsewhere

Streams of newness

To the strange land

Of forgiveness

A reach of your hand

Is like a hug

So nice to feel

Now and then

Almost ten.

Not the Capitan!

Great writing is often effortless, but happens on its own time.  I let those babies decide everything.